I still remember the smell of the chapel as I sat down five years ago.
It was a scent l I hadnâ??t smelled beforeâ??a scent that Iâ??ve since gotten used to. The walls were bare except for some paintings of Christ and people I didnâ??t recognize and I wondered briefly where the crosses were. I remember touching the broken spine of a hymnal and only recognizing one or two hymns inside.
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